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Office Fantasy to Reality Ch. 02

By: mtnman2003



For the past couple months, my relationship with my subordinate Sara has been clearly defined. Since taking her on a Saturday morning, she has complied with all requests. We have grown closer, sharing our bodies when the desire strikes. This has worked both ways. Numerous times, she has come to my office, and requested that we have sex, or asked to suck my cock, draining my balls of cum. I look forward to continuing our relationship! I have lavished several nice gifts on her and her kid, so all is not only sex related. But we do keep it at arms length, sexual but not emotional. I have repeatedly stressed the non-emotional side of our relationship. I need a fuck buddy only! We share the physical side when we are needy. I have had thoughts of my "kept" woman relationship.

With changes in the economy, my business has struggled over the past couple of years. The new growth has not completely reached our small business. We have to be aggressive to attract and land new contracts. In the past couple of weeks, I have wined and dined a potential new client, with substantial opportunity for our services. During the evenings we have been out, Thomas has shown a keen interest in visiting clubs where he can let his hair down, pursue an attractive female, and if unsuccessful, visit a titty bar for some show of the opposite sex. I have a gut feel he abuses his meat with a pay-per-view in the hotel room upon retiring for the evening. He has openly shared with me his desire to watch or participate in a threesome. While not specific, I make the assumption that his interests are FMF.

And Thomas has not been shy about talking about his physical dimensions. Not as tall as I at 6'6" tall and 250 lbs, he stands about 6"3" tall and only weighs around 200 lbs. If he is to be believed, he will dwarf my measly, thick 9 ½ inches. It seems that he is insatiable. I wonder what I can do to stop his discussions, but I need his business to ensure growth for my company over the next several years. Like me, he is the decision maker. Meet his approval; you can have immediate success in landing a new contract. I need some advantage to encourage his award of the substantial contract.

Then it dawned on me. Sara had come to my office early, to share some time with me. I had left her a note about being very horny, and thought it would be good to release some cum. I needed her.

Sneaking to the bathroom, she removed her thong, sliding her finger along her wet slit. Closing her eyes, seeing my cock in her minds eye, rigid at 9 1/2 inches of solid meat, her pussy tingled. She can not wait to have it lodged in her tight pussy, her muscles squeezing, sliding each inch in and out of her body hard, slamming down to capture all. She wants to bend over the desk, exposing her nakedness to me, her wet slit inviting more. 

As she came to my office, her walk exuded sex. Catching my eye, she smiled. Approaching the side of my desk, hands on hips, she stood with your legs spread just slightly. Taking a pen from the edge of the desk, she let it fall just behind her on the floor. As blatant as possible, she turned slowly. Deliberately, she spread her feet again, just about shoulder width apart, and slowly bent at the waist to get the pen on the floor. Her hands slid down her legs, over her boots. Her skirt rode up, tantalizing slow, first peeking at pubs, then her cheeks become visible. As she reached her ankles, she grabbed hold, arching your back to fully expose your ass. I definitely moaned, seeing her shapely, soft ass and legs. Peeking from below your cheeks, her slit invites me, her lips engorged, her clit just barely visible. She rocked slightly, swaying her ass to tease me. I was teased!

I opened my pants, freeing my member. At full staff, I reached to her, guided her body back slowly. I turned her body to the edge of my desk, spread her feet, and bent her over. Bending slowly at the knees, I lowered my body to align our bodies. I slid the head of my cock front to back in her slit, its head spreading her lips, getting slick in her wetness. After several passes, I slide forward hard into her tight, wet hole.

I pull myself against her hard, grinding my hips against her soft globes. Glancing between us, I watch my cock slowly slide out of her body, her lips grasping my slick cock, refusing to relinquish her hold on my searing cock. My cock glistens with her juices. I slide my thumb over my shaft, gathering wetness. I rub my thumb over her asshole, smearing her wetness on her. Moving my hand, I thrust deep, my flesh slapping against her flesh. I again grind my hips, forcing myself deep into her body. As I withdraw, I rub my thumb over my shaft again, coating all sides with her wetness. Rubbing my thumb on her tight ring, I push with enough force to penetrate her body. My thumb pops through her tightest hole, stopping at the first knuckle. I thrust forward again, grinding both holes. My thumb is lodged between my body and her asshole. I rotate my thumb to stimulate her ass as well.

Sara gasps, her breath exploding from her body. I know she loves our play, having her ass penetrated. Grabbing her hip with my free hand, I begin rapid, forceful thrusts in and out of her body. I slam my cock back, and drive forward with enough force to slap her flesh with mine, the noise filling the room. Simultaneously, I thrust my thumb in and out of her asshole, forcing it deep as I slam my body forward. Sara grunts with each penetration. Her voice raises, a scream erupting from deep within.

"Fuck me boss man," she screams. "I'm your fuck slut! Fuck me hard!" she continues.

I reach to her mouth, pushing a finger into her mouth. She sucks with abandon as I slam her backside. Then it hits me. Will it work? It has to be spontaneous. It has to be initiated by me! My mind races! I envision the scenario. I see the results. 

My cock expands, I hammer Sara's cunt, slamming my body forward with renewed vengeance. I assault her hard, driving my cock into her yielding cunt repeatedly. Our breathing matches my thrusts; labored, ragged. My balls expand, erupt, and shower her insides with cum. Eyes closed, I pull her head back by a handful of hair, grinding our sexes together. Lust fills the room.

Pulling out of her, I pull her to the floor, pulling her face to my flaccid, dripping cock. I pull her forward hard, forcing my cock between her lips. Sticky, she sucks my cock into her mouth, driving her face to my pubs. Her tongue washes my cock. She jack hammers my flaccid cock for several minutes, draining all cum from my body, sucking my tubes dry.

Lifting her, I push her back on my desk. Sitting, I roll my chair up to my desk, pulling her cunt to the edge of my desk. I lean forward, grabbing her clit between my teeth. I tug at her, flicking it back and forth rapidly, mashing it hard against the inside of my mouth. Her body squirms under my attack. Hot, she responds quickly to my tongue lashing. Pulling her lips wide with my fingers, I direct my focus to her exposed clit. I will drive her to orgasm within the next couple of minutes. Her body involuntarily humps against my face, a desire to capture my tongue. I hold her clit firmly between my teeth. I force my face hard against her mound, sliding my chin deep into her slit, mashing her hole softly. Her body responds. As her orgasm approaches, I suck her clit deep into my mouth, assaulting it with my tongue and lips. Her orgasm washes over her body. Small convulsions rip through her body, her grunts match each thrust of her hips.

I slow my thrashing of her clit. I suck gently, my tongue playfully licking at her. "Get cleaned up Sara," I tell her. Standing, I walk to my personal bathroom off my office. Disrobing, I jump in the shower. Hot water pours over my body. My mind plots the circumstances for my marketing plan. I will get that new contract. Finishing my shower, I dress quickly. I am excited about the plan.

I have three days till Saturday. Saturday would be the best day for a spontaneous plan, the best day for launching a contract action plan. I place a private call to Thomas. After exchange of pleasantries, I invite him for a special meeting early Saturday morning. Reluctantly, he agrees to the meeting. I will have one shot.

The next two days fly by. I replay my plan over and over in my head. On Friday morning, I let Sara know that I will need her on Saturday. Come early I instruct her. Not known to her, I have her planned her arrival for 30-mins before Thomas arrives. I leave instructions with the front desk guard to allow Thomas to access the office without a call to my office on Saturday morning. The stage is set.

I arrive at the office ahead of schedule on Saturday morning. I am anxious to get the day started, my mind playing the morning over and over in my head. I race to fix coffee, race to straighten my office, race to clear my desk for interfering items. I am ready. I make work, passing time until Sara arrives.

"Morning boss man," I hear Sara chime. Right on time! My cock is rigid. I look forward to the morning's escapades.

"Morning yourself," I call back. "Grab a cup of coffee and come see me," I continued.

Within a couple minutes, Sara saunters into my office, a bright sundress covering her body. Sara crosses the office, steps between me and my desk. Setting her coffee down next to mine, she scoots up on my desk, her ass placed directly in front of me. Leaning back to her elbows, she raises her knees, placing her feet just below her cheeks of her ass. Her sundress slides down her thighs, gathering at her hips. Glancing around her legs, she smiles at me, slowly, seductively spreading her knees wide. She has stripped off any undergarments that she had on before coming to my office. "Lick my pussy boss man," she growled. "I need your tongue on me," she said as she looked me in the eyes from between her legs. Standing, I pulled her body up, sliding her sundress up off her body. Now naked, I pushed her back down. I pulled her hips to the edge of the desk, her cunt splayed open for my tasting. I draped her legs over my shoulders. I reached around her legs, placing my hands flat on her mound. I leaned forward, my tongue extended to touch her slit. No pretense needed, I slowly parted her lips, running my tongue over her clit, snaked down to the wet hole, and reamed her body, driving my tongue deep unexpectedly. Her body jumped with the penetration. She moaned loudly. I slid my hands up her body, circling her mounds of tit flesh. I pinched my thumb and index finger on each nipple, firmly. I rolled the nipples between my digits, pulling the nipple taunt above her tits. I massaged her flesh roughly while continuing to rotate her nipple with my fingers.

Watching her face, I returned my gaze to her clit. My tongue extended, flicked her button, and moved forward to suck it entirely into my mouth. Sara growled, laid back on my desk, closed her eyes and absorbed my assault of her cunt and tits. I slowly made love to her cunt, taking my time to lick top to bottom of her slit, reaming her hole, and returning to her exposed clit. Each time, I would tug her clit, suck it into my mouth, thrash it with my tongue, mashing it against the inside of my teeth.

I stopped all movement on her clit, holding it softly between my teeth. I slowly, methodically, played with her exposed clit. I ran my tongue down the length of her slit, reaming her cunt gently, thrusting my tongue in and out slowly. I moved lower, titling her hips upwards, allowing access to her tight ring. My tongue danced around the puckered hole. Slowly, I licked back up her wet slit, brushed over her hole again, and tugged on the labia with my lips, sucking first one side then the other into my mouth. My tongue slid effortlessly along, rising to her clit. My tongue swirled around her stiffening nub. I boxed with it, flicked it back and forth as my tongue extended from my mouth. I leaned, my lips surrounding her clit, sucking it into my mouth. 

Sara's passion grew, her body absorbing each tease, each lick, each sucking. Her hips undulated under my touch. I brought my right hand down between her legs. As I gently sucked on her clit, I pushed two fingers between her soaked lips, reamed her hole slowly. Her hips thrust upwards at my touch. As her hips settled down, I pushed them into her soaked hole. My fingers slid completely into her body. I held them firmly in place as her hips again jumped up from the desk. Slowly, deliberately, I thrust my fingers in and out of her body as I sucked on her clit. Her body screamed for pleasure. Sara groaned as her body approached orgasm. Feeling her need, feeling her level of response, I attacked her clit hard, jamming my fingers in and out of her cunt, alternating the speed, angle, depth, and duration of each thrust. Her hips lifted, held high off the desk. I held her tightly, holding my mouth to her clit. My tongue flicked her sensitive organ firmly, rolling it, mashing it, and grinding my tongue against it as hard as I could, increasing the speed of my tongue's ministrations as much as possible. Her body exploded, thrusting up against my face, and flopping down hard on the desk. I pushed my fingers deep into her cunt. I fucked her body slowly with my fingers. With each thrust, a small scream escaped Sara's lips. Eyes closed tightly, her hands pinching her nipples, pulling them hard, she tossed her head back and forth rapidly.

Glancing to the doorway, I found Thomas standing, staring at us. His hand rubbed his cock through his athletic wear. His eyes were glazed. Catching me watching him, I waved him over, pointing to Sara's tits. I motioned for him to do something. Thomas approached cautiously. He leaned over Sara, his tongue extending to touch her taunt nipple. With his tongue making contact, Sara froze, eyes flying open. Thomas sucked her nipple into his mouth. Sara's legs clamped along side my head. I thrust my fingers deep, her body betrayed her, she screamed a lustful scream. I hammered her tight pussy with several more thrusts. Sara remained motionless. Thomas grabbed her other tit, roughly squeezing the flesh as he sucked the first nipple deep into his mouth. 

"Damn you boss," Sara growled.

Sara's hand reached down his torso, along his hip. Moving swiftly, she centered her hand, finding his cock. She wrapped her fingers around his cock, stroking it up and down. Thomas's knees buckled slightly. He spread his legs, giving access to her groping hand. Her hand pumped him, pulling him toward her, and thrusting down again, hitting the base of his shaft. Pulling off her, Thomas stood, grabbing the waist band of his athletic wear, pulling them down quickly. His rigid cock stood at attention. A quick glance confirmed his massive size, although I could not tell if he was larger than I. Sara released Thomas's cock, pulled her body to the edge of the desk on an angle to me, and dropped her head backwards over the edge. Her mouth opened wide as she again reached to Thomas. Pulling him by the cock, Thomas stepped forward, his cock touching her lips. Her tongue swirled around the massive head. Thomas reached to take both tits in his hands. He stepped closer, driving some cock into Sara's mouth. Pulling back, he thrust forward again. With several thrusts, he penetrated Sara's mouth and throat. She allowed all his cock to slide down her throat. Thomas thrust uncontrollably, hammering her mouth and throat. Grunting, groaning loudly, Thomas approached his own orgasm quickly. Thrusting deep, his legs quivered, his eyes closed tightly, his body lurched in tiny thrusts. He came, exploding into Sara's mouth unabashedly. Sara gagged slightly, then sucked so hard I thought she would drain him instantly. 

Her hips jumped into my mouth. I bit down on her clit, her free hand grabbed my head and slammed my mouth down on her clit. Her body exploded in an extreme orgasm, her hips thrusting so hard and fast, I had trouble staying attached to her thrusting cunt. I sucked demon like, lost in what I was doing, but not wanting to stop. Her juices flooded out of her cunt.

I stood, dropping my pants. My rigid cock stood full staff at her cunt. Taking her hip bones, I pushed my hips forward, my cock invading her wet slit. Easily, my cock slid into her cunt. Several thrusts, I was buried deep, our pelvises grinding together. I watched my cock slide in and out of her body, her lips stretching to hold me in place. Her muscles gripped, sucked, and pulled me back into her body. My thrusting tempo increased, my balls churned to spit cum into her orifice. My thumb bounced over her clit, grinding it against her body for increased pleasure. I glanced at Thomas, his deflating cock lingering on Sara's lips, her tongue extending to catch any final droplets of cum from his eye. I jammed my cock deep, grinding against her. My balls exploded. A half scream permeated the room from my mouth. Grunting deeply, my balls sent spurt after spurt of cum up my shaft, spilling forth into womb. I hesitated, feeling each spurt, feeling her body respond to my orgasm. I shot more cum than I had in ages. Grinding against her hard, I held my place, my cock ravaging her cunt, holding deep.

I could not breathe. My hips thrust involuntarily, grinding each inch back into her cunt as my cock began deflating. I leaned over her, sucking a nipple into my mouth for play. Nipping, I tugged gently, stretching her tit upwards. Standing again, I humped her pussy one more time, grinding my soft cock back between her lips, into a sloppy cunt.

"Hey Thomas," I quipped. I groaned, feeling no self doubt about what we had done.

"Holy shit," replied Thomas. He backed up, leaned to kiss Sara gently. Lifting her head, he moved her back to the desk. He kissed her again.

An awkward moment approached. All almost naked, we were not sure what was next. Sara lay still, her eyes closed, absorbing the afterglow of being ravaged. She had cum several times, and was enjoying the feeling. Reaching her hand to me, I pulled her up to a sitting position on the desk. She wrapped her arms around my neck, pulling me close. "I love you," she whispered to me. "Only you," she continued. "Don't you ever pull a stunt like this again," she finished. "I fuck only you," she said emphatically.

Glaring at me, she moved to the couch along my wall, she got on her hands and knees. "Thomas, can you do me doggie," she asked? Thomas moved quickly behind her, his growing cock sliding between her cheeks. "Lick my cunt Thomas," she instructed him. Thomas kneeled quickly, pulling his face between her cheeks. I could hear him slurping in her slit. She pushed her ass back into his face. Glancing at me, she grinned ear-to-ear. "And you, I get to suck your cock," she directed at me. She humped her hips on Thomas's face. I moved to the couch, sitting directly in front of her. "Now Thomas, fuck me," she commanded.

Dropping her shoulders, she placed her ass high in the air, her cunt open for Thomas to penetrate. Her mouth opened, surrounded my cock head, and swallowed hard. Sara drove her face deep into my lap, my cock entirely buried in her mouth and throat. She bounced her face on my growing cock.

Meanwhile, Thomas was driving his cock into her wet, sloppy cunt. Grabbing each hip bone, Thomas pulled forward hard. Quickly, his hips were slapping her ass, his flesh pounding her flesh. Rhythmically, he pounded her cunt, driving in, pulling out, and thrusting deep again. As he thrust forward, Sara would drive her face down on me, grind her mouth against my pubic bone, pull off when he withdrew, and repeat with each thrust. Our motions became synchronized. Thomas groaned the loudest, almost screaming at his sex. I watched him, watched his facial contortions. He again approached his orgasm quickly. With several deep thrusts, he exploded into her cunt again. He hammered her for several minutes more, keeping the motions up until his cock, deflated, flopped out of her cunt. 


Office Fantasy to Reality Ch. 02



I was rigid. Sara stood, repositioned me to a normal sitting position on the couch. Backing to me, she straddled my legs. Placing my cock at the entrance to her ass, she lowered herself slowly down on my soaked cock. Up, down, up, down she propelled her body, burying inch after inch into her ass. Finally, I was completely buried in her ass. Leaning back against me, she pulled my arms up, placing my hands on her tits. 

Thomas watched silently. "Suck my cunt Thomas," she instructed him. I want to cum on your tongue. She ground her ass down on my cock harder. Thomas moved to her cunt. Getting no his knees between mine, he leaned to her gaping cunt and sucked her clit into his mouth. He attacked her, sucking her clit hard. His tongue flicked out, down her slit, into her hole, and back to her clit. Her repeatedly sucked her clit into his mouth.

Sara's body responded quickly. Grabbing his hair, she pulled Thomas tight against her body. She literally fucked her cunt with his tongue and face. Grinding him hard against her, with my cock buried deep in her ass, Sara's breathing quickly grew ragged. My cock grew impatient to cum as well. Sara bounced on me, jamming my cock deep. Suddenly, Sara exploded again, cumming hard. She bounced high on my cock, then thrust down hard. My balls expanded again, forcing my cum up and out of my cock. I pulled her nipples hard, my eyes closed, my cock took control of all thought. I grunted, thrust small thrusts into her ass. I squeezed my muscles, forcing all drops of cum up and out my shaft. My cock deflated quickly. Sara continued to sit on me, grinding down hard. Our breathing approached normal levels. She rested on my chest. Sweat dripped off our bodies.

Sara rolled off my body. My cock flopped across my leg. I leaned back, relaxing. "Thomas, suck his cock," commanded Sara. "Now! she commanded. My eyes flew open. I glanced at Sara. She was determined. Hesitantly, Thomas moved toward me. 

"I don't think so," I offered.

"Now Thomas!" Sara commanded again. "Sit still boss man!" she directed at me. "You started this, you finish this!" she shouted at me.

Thomas dropped again between my legs, reaching quickly to grab my flaccid cock. I pushed against his shoulders, but he dropped his mouth to me, sucking my cock entirely into his mouth. My hips jumped up, cramming my cock deep into his mouth. I pushed hard, pulling my cock out of his mouth. Sara jumped into the fray, pushing my arms down off Thomas's shoulders. He again attacked my cock, sucking it deep into his mouth and throat. His head bobbed on me. I fought hard, he wrapped my nuts in a big hand, squeezing firmly. Getting my attention, I hesitated, stopping my pushing. His grip on my nut sac relaxed. Sara grinned at me. She stepped forward, leaned to my crotch. Placing a hand under his on my growing shaft, she pulled my cock from his mouth, sucked it into hers. Her head bobbed for a couple of thrusts, then Thomas took his turn. I closed my eyes. I did not want to see him sucking my cock. They took turns. I could feel her softness, her gently sucking. He hammered my cock, sucking my balls out through my shaft. When she was down on me, he told her "I get his cum!" My cock grew quickly, reaching full staff within minutes. I never wanted to cum so fast in my life. I wanted this over. I wanted to gag him. I pushed his head down hard on my shaft. He groaned ever louder. Within minutes, I had the weakest orgasm I can ever remember having. I believe it was a defensive mechanism orgasm. Either that or my nuts were empty. My cock deflated instantly. Thomas did not miss a drop.

Upon release, I stood, moving quickly to my shower. Sara joined me. I washed her body, head to toe. I owed her! We finished, dried off, and returned to my office. Thomas was gone. I took Sara to lunch.

We returned to the office after lunch. We made slow, passionate love all afternoon. I paid special attention to her needs. I drove the bi thoughts from my head. Never again?

Monday, I received my signed contract from Thomas. No cover page, no phone calls. I felt used.



Office Fantasy to Reality Ch. 03



Weeks pasted quickly. With the new contract under our belts, we began to ramp up our operations, meeting all requirements as set forth in the agreement.

But my mind kept returning to our Saturday morning escapade that led to our award of the new contract. I had used my relationship with my subordinate, Sara, to gain an upper hand and receive the contract. I had manipulated the situation to have my Sara fucked, sucked, bucked, and provided the client with a threesome fantasy I knew he desired.

And, I suppose, the shock of having him suck my cock, swallowing my cum, had me in my own turmoil as well. I had never even considered a bi-male relationship. The thought had never crossed my mind. And for the past several weeks, my sex with Sara had been absolutely fantastic. We fucked like demons. I could not get enough of her. She initiated our sex encounters often, even surprising me as to the frequency, and the forcefulness of our sex acts. It was lust, pure, sexual lust. Our bodies needing, craving sex. Our organs constantly engorged. Mindless, lustful, hammering, sex. I could not describe it any other way.

As we ramped up operations to meet our increased demand, a temp service sent us a male administrative assistant. First surprised, we quickly grew to realize this young man, Brian, had tremendous skills. A music teacher at the local high school, he taught music on the side, and temped when he had the time. The most amazing "skill" I observed – he typed about 110 words per minute. Just flat out fast fingers. Bright, articulate, eager to work, he was a good addition, even on a temporary basis. Only 5'8" tall, slender, soft hands, he easily made his place with the staff.

Brian did not really cause me any problems. However, his desk was just outside my office. And with Sara playing my flute on more than one occasion, I would watch his face as we exited the office. I definitely saw a slight smile as Sara would pass him. He would hang his head slightly, lower his eyes, and his manner changed ever so slightly. On one late Friday morning, after Sara had come to my office, ripped my cock from my pants, hungrily sucked my cock, draining my balls in record time, he reached his finger to the corner of her mouth as she exited my office. He quickly drew the fingertip to his mouth, and sucked the finger into his mouth. He winked at her, grinned at me, and returned to sit at his desk.

I stood dumbfounded. Turning, I reentered my office, pushing the door nearly closed. My mind was racing. Had Sara had a drop of my cum still on her lips, the corner of her mouth? Did he actually do what I thought he did? Was it for show? I got lost in my next project. Thoughts of Brian slipped to the background.

Several times during the afternoon, my cock clubbed big time. Sara had just got me started. Now, I was craving a taste of her sweet pussy. After a grueling conference call, I called her extension. In a lowered, husky voice, I requested her presence in my office immediately. 

"Sara, I want to lick your pussy! I want to suck you clit into my mouth! I want to feel your thighs wrap around my head, holding me tight, my tongue buried in your pussy! I want to feel your body arch against my mouth! I want to feel your orgasm pulse through your crotch! I want you to flood my mouth with your juices!" I whispered into the phone. I stroked my growing cock through my pants.

Within just a couple minutes, Sara was at my door. Quitting time, I figured we would be alone for the evening.

"Brian, we are not to be disturbed," Sara instructed him. Walking in, Sara closed the door, lifted her skirt just above her pussy. Sliding her hand down, her fingers slipped beneath the brightly colored panties. Spreading her feet slightly, pushing her mound forward, her fingers slipped between the lips of her cunt. "Boss, she dripping!" she whispered. She rotated her hips, teasingly, nastily for my viewing. Pulling her hand out, she presented her hand palm up, fingers glistening from her wetness. Extending her tongue, she licked her fingers, starting at the palm, and pulling her hand down, her fingers raking across her extended tongue. Her eyes closed.

I moved quickly, dropping to my knees in front of her. Pushing gently, she leaned against the door. I ripped her panties down her legs, exposing her soft, hair covered mound. I leaned forward, inhaling her muskiness. Her hand reached to the top of my head, her fingers lacing in my hair. Extending my tongue, she pulled me forward firmly. I sucked her clit into my mouth as she ground her mound on my mouth and nose. With each thrust of her hips, she bounced gently on the door. It made noise each time she thrust against my tongue.

I reached to her, pulling her mound deep on my tongue. I nipped at her extended, engorged clit. She humped my face. "Yes boss man!" she whispered. "Fuck me with your tongue!" she grunted as I thrashed her clit over the inside of my teeth. Her body sunk down slightly, lowering her cunt deeper on my mouth. She molded against the door, allowing me to ravage her wet, inviting cunt at will. I slid my right hand up the inside of her thigh. My fingertips parted her soaked lips. I pushed two fingers into her hole, pushing firmly, sliding deep with my initial thrust up into her body. A loud grunt escaped her. I thrust quickly in and out of her hole as I held her clit firmly between my teeth. My tongue danced over her clit.

Sara humped my face harder. "Fuck me! Fuck me!" she grunted over and over. Her thighs quivered. She held my head firmly, pulling me tighter against her wet slit. I pounded her hole unmercifully. My fingers glistened with her wetness. Sara started growling, deep inside her petite frame. I glanced to her face. Contorted, her head thrown back against the door, she was writhing with each thrust of my fingers deep into her body. Her growl grew louder, a low, guttural scream emanated from deep within. I knew she was close. Her thrusts grew more intense, her hips driving forward, her cunt opening wider, sucking my tongue deep, demanding that I thrash her clit. Within seconds, her body froze, her hips thrust forward. Breathing stopped! She ground her clit on my mouth. Simultaneously, her body exploded as her orgasm took hold, ripping through her loins. I focused on sucking her clit, mashing, sucking, and washing over it with my tongue. Sara's knees buckled, allowing her to slide down the door. I tried to hold her clit in my mouth, but it pulled out as she slid too low for me to suck her. My fingers were still buried in her cunt. I thrust deep, and stopped all movement. Her cunt squeezed my fingers, her muscles contracting around my probing digits. Her tongue extended, licking her lips. I leaned to kiss her softly. A small whimper, a small groan trickled from her lips.

I moved to her, sitting on my rump beside her. I wrapped my free arm around her, pulling her close. We snuggled on the floor, in front of my door for several minutes. "I'll be right back," she whispered, rising. I pulled my fingers from her cunt reluctantly. I moved to my desk as she opened the door and exited. 

Brian came into my office. Embarrassed, he grinned. "You should move away from the door on those occasions," he stated. "Anything I can do for you?" he asked, looking at me, his eyes trailing down to my crotch. The gauntlet thrown down, I did not hesitate.

"Yes Brian," I stated. "Push the door almost closed," I continued. Brian moved to close the door. "Leave it slightly ajar," I said. "Sara will be returning," I finished.

I sat on the front edge of my desk. "Brian, come here. Sit in that chair," I commanded. Brian moved forward, sliding quickly in the chair in front of my desk. "Tell me Brian, what would you like?" I queried. I stroked my rigid cock through my dockers. Brian watched intently. Even through my pants, my cock looked massive. "Would you like to see my cock Brian?" I asked. "Would you like to feel how hard my cock is at the moment?" I continued. Brian stared intently at my hand as it caressed my cock.

I stood, unbuckling my belt. I hesitated. I unzipped my pants slowly. I opened the front of my pants. I grabbed the waistband of my briefs, reaching in to pull my cock upwards. The head and several inches popped up from beneath my hand. Brian's eyes opened wide. I pushed my briefs down slightly lower, allowing my cock to stick perpendicular from my body. It pointed directly at Brian. 

"Take it Brian," I commanded. "Feel it," I continued. Brian moved slowly, his hands reaching out to grasp my cock. Both hands wrapped around the shaft, pulling the skin forward toward his mouth. A drop of precum formed in the eye. Brian's mouth opened. 
"May I," Brian asked. He tongue extended as he slid forward. He lips surrounded the head, his tongue danced into the eye. He sucked hard. I reached to him, grabbing a handful of hair. I pulled him forward roughly, forcing several inches into his mouth. He jerked backwards as he reached the gag point. Swallowing hard, he moved forward again. This time, he took more into his mouth, starting to slide down his throat. He pulled back. "I have never seen such a big cock," he whispered. Reaching around my hip, he pulled himself forward again. More cock slid down his throat. My cock expanded, reaching maximum size. 

"That feels good Brian," I whispered. "Suck me," I commanded. Brian impaled his face on my rigid cock. The door opened, Sara stepped through. She grinned, pushed the door closed. "Want to share Brian with me?" I asked. Brian, unaware Sara had returned, pulled off my cock. He glanced quickly to Sara. I grabbed my rigid cock. "Brian," I said firmly. He turned, I thrust my hips forward again, pushing my cock into his mouth.

Sara stood beside me. Brian looked into her eyes. She caressed his face as he sucked me deep into his mouth. I started thrusting against his mouth. I pulled hard against the back of his head, driving my cock deep into his mouth and throat. Quickly, I drove my cock balls deep in his mouth and throat. A tear trickled down his cheek. I pumped hard, thrusting back and forth, fucking his face with abandon. I hammered him. His hands went around my ass, pulling me hard, forcing my cock deep into his mouth and throat. I approached my orgasm quickly. My cock expanded, my balls filling my shaft with sticky liquid. I felt my balls churn, tighten, and explode. I jammed my cock deeper into Brian's face. I ground my hips forward, my balls bouncing off his chin. Sara reached to my swinging balls, milking them gently. Brian inhaled all my spurting liquid. As my cock deflated, Brian sucked harder, not willing to give up my cock. I humped his face, driving my now flaccid cock back into his mouth. He sucked hard. Balls drained, I sat back down on my desk. Brian returned to his sitting position in the chair.

"That was interesting," I quipped. I leaned to kiss Sara. She nearly sucked my tongue out of my mouth. Her hands raked over my back, her hips thrusting against my thigh. She moved to straddle my leg, grinding her crotch against my thigh, squeezing her legs tightly around it. Her tongue explored my mouth. Catching a moment between kisses, I looked to Brian.

"Are you gay? Or do you do women as well?" I asked. 

"Bi" Brian said. "More men than women, but I love a good female partner now and then," he continued. He stared at Sara! She reached to her tits, squeezing firmly, pulling them upwards through the material of her blouse. She pinched her nipples.

"Sara, check to see if anyone is still around," I asked. Sara moved to the door. She opened the door, stepped out. At 6:00 pm on a Friday, nobody was really expected to be in the office.

"Looks clear boss," Sara said as she reentered the office. She joined my by my desk. "What should we do with him?" she asked, staring intently at him. He was sitting, stroking his cock gently with his fingertips over his pant leg. "Take you clothes off Brian," Sara instructed. "Now!" she continued.

Brian stood in front of us, quickly pulling his polo shirt off, reached to his pants, and forced both pants and briefs down in a single movement. I laughed. "Brian, get totally naked. Take the shoes off," I followed.

Sitting, Brian quickly removed his shoes, socks, and clothes. Totally naked, he attempted to cover himself slightly. Not knowing what to expect, his nervousness showed. And ours as well I suppose. "Sara, I want to try and suck his cock," I blurted out. I turned to Sara. Her face was blank. "Ok, I'll try, but no guarantee. I have to first make myself touch it," I continued.

I moved to Brian, pushing him back in the chair. Sara joined me on our knees beside his feet. She reached to him, lifting his hard cock up from his lap. He immediately moaned. I just stared at his cock. Not only was he substantially shorter than me, he was about half as big around as I. Sara was talking to me.

"Boss, reach out and touch it. It will not bite," she said as she pumped the shaft slowly. Up and down, she pulled the skin. To the head, then firmly, quickly, she pumped it back down.

"Ah, but it spits," I responded without thinking. I reached to touch his thigh. He watched as I slid my hand upwards along the smoothness of his thigh. I rested the other hand on his knee. Sara pushed the cock over toward me, leaning it out toward my hand. My fingers moved into the hair of his pubic region. Coarse, tangled, soft. I turned my hand upwards, curling my fingers to accept placement of his cock in my hand. My breath was short. I was nervous. Other than my cock, I had never even touched one. No young days of exploration with the buddies, nothing. Here, now, at my age, I was touching a virile, young cock for the first time. It jumped under my hand. I wrapped my fingers around the shaft. I pumped it as Sara had done. It was like pumping mine, without the feeling from the action. Really weird!

I pumped a couple more times, and began faster movements. Brian reacted, shifting his hips, lifting to get more grinding when my hand slammed down on his pelvic bone. Sara reached to my hand. "Slow down," she whispered. Her hand joined mine, each touching his cock. "Watch," she whispered, looking into my eyes. She leaned forward, her tongue extending to lick the head of his cock. Her lips circled the head. She pushed a couple of inches into her mouth. Her tongue swirled around his shaft, I could see it cross her cheek. Her hand pumped his shaft slowly, deliberately.

Pulling up, she passed his cock to me. As my fingers wrapped around the shaft, I pictured my mouth lowering to him, sucking the head of his cock into my mouth. I leaned forward. I was approaching his cock. My mouth opened, my tongue licked my lips. I took a deep breath. I looked to Sara, her hand slid up my back to my shoulder. I looked back to his cock, inches from my face. I could do this! I could do this! I hesitated. I raised up, sitting back on my legs. I stroked his cock. Not yet!

"Its ok bossman," Sara volunteered. "You can try again when you want," she continued. Sara moved in front of Brian, turning her ass toward him. Spreading his legs, she reached between her thighs, grabbed his cock, and aimed it upwards as she sat down. In one swift movement, she drilled her pussy with his cock. Brian arched, thrusting his hips upwards, grinding his cock into her wet cunt. She spread her legs. "Come see this," she instructed me.

I moved in front of her. I could see her wet slit, glistening with her juices. She reached to spread her lips, exposing her clit to the air. "Watch," she commanded. She rose up. For the first time, I watched her lips grab another cock, stretching to hold it, sucking it back in. "Come suck my clit," she told me. Leaning back, I got a great view of her inviting sex.

I moved forward, my lips taking her clit into my mouth. Biting down gently, I flicked her clit back and forth between my teeth. I ground my face hard against her cunt, my mouth ravaging her mound, her clit, and her wet slit. She pushed me down toward her hole. My tongue instinctively reached to her hole. There, I froze, my tongue extended. Brian was thrusting into her body. I felt his shaft with my tongue. I tasted Sara. I wanted Sara. "Grab his balls baby," Sara instructed me. She pulled my face tight against her slit, grinding my mouth on her clit. I reached upwards as I have done many times. I found his hanging sack. I squeezed his balls, rolling them in my fingers. I nearly tore her clit off her body. I forgot what I was doing. I sucked her deeply into my mouth, pulling her clit taunt in my mouth as I sucked hard.

My fingertips raked the base of Brian's sack. A nail passed over his puckered hole. Brian jumped, his body going instantly rigid. I sucked Sara's clit harder. Her breathing was becoming ragged. I wanted to make her cum. I moved my hand higher against Brian's body. My fingertip roamed over his tight hole. He squirmed. I forced my fingertip through his tight ring to the first knuckle. Brian screamed, grunting loudly. I reamed him, rotating my finger roughly around his asshole. I sucked Sara's clit deep into my mouth. Brian bucked upwards, Sara jammed her body down on his rigid shaft. I thrust my finger in and out of Brian's ass, jamming more into his body with each thrust. I wanted to jam it deep.

Sara lifted up, her hand reaching to her cunt. Brian's cock squirted free of her hole. Grabbing my head, she pushed down as his cock jumped upwards. No new taste, his cock head slipped between my lips. "Suck him boss," Sara whispered. I jammed my finger deep in his ass. I'd suck him alright. I forced my mouth down hard. Only several inches jumped into my mouth. My lips were circling his shaft. I bobbed once, twice, my tongue licking his skin. His cock was in my mouth. I opened my eyes. I could see, smell Sara's cunt. My insides retched, almost gagging me. I could not breathe. I wanted to throw up. Sara pushed me back down. "Suck him," she again instructed. I hesitated. My mind went blank. I was fucking his ass with my finger, hammering his puckered hole. His cock was in my mouth. I sucked him deep, taking all of his cock into my mouth. Instantly, I gagged, reaching my gag reflex on the first thrust. My cock was rock hard.

I pulled back. Regaining my senses, I extricated my finger from his ass. I stood. I would fuck his ass. Would I let him fuck me? 

Not time now. I walked to the couch. "Brian, come bend over his arm," I told him. He moved quickly to the position I wanted. "Sara, make me wet. Let me stick it in your wet cunt." She joined Brian over the arm of the couch. Not expecting this, I swatted her ass. Moving behind her, I placed the head of my cock at her wet hole. Pushing gently, I slid quickly into her. With just several thrusts, I was buried balls deep in her cunt. I moved behind Brian. My cock, wet from her juices, looked large against his small backside. Spreading his cheeks, I placed the head of my cock at his asshole. I thrust forward, pushing against him. The head popped through the ring. Brian screamed.

Sara stood, watching me. "Fuck him! Bury your cock in his ass," she commanded. She reached to her cunt. Her fingers danced over her engorged, extended clit. She slapped my ass as I thrust forward. Inches of cock were sliding into his tight hole. I slammed my body forward, grinding inch after inch into his white ass. Soon, I was thrusting with abandon, banging his ass, my hips slapping loudly as my flesh pounded his. I did not care about him. I wanted to cum. I wanted to fill his ass with my spunk. I wanted to dominate him. I wanted to pull his hips back to me by the hip bones, driving hard inches into his body. I realized for the first time what pure sex was. No feeling other that sexual thought. My only the intent was to complete my orgasm. I hammered his ass. Grunting, I hammered him hard. He also was screaming. Sara, her body twitching, reached her orgasm.




Office Fantasy to Reality Ch. 03



Movement stopped. My balls exploded, sending cum up my shaft, spitting deep into his ass. I slowed my thrusts, my cock deflating quickly. I was spent. I ground my hips against him, pushing a soft cock deeper. I pulled out, moved to my shower. I left Brian bent over the couch. A quick shower refreshed me.

I returned to the office. Sara was sitting on the couch, feet spread wide. Brian, on his knees, had his face buried in her cunt. She was grinding her hips against his face, fucking his mouth and tongue. Her hands, both wrapped in his hair, was pulling him hard against her. Eyes open, tongue extended, she grinned at me. "Yeah baby, suck my cunt," she growled. "Make me cum," she whispered huskily. "Almost," her voice trailed off. Seconds passed, Sara grunted loudly, her hips thrusting upwards. "Yes!" she screamed. Her body convulsed involuntarily, her face contorted in tense ecstasy, her body racked by muscle spasms. Brian slowed his attack on her cunt.

"Stick your cock in me," Sara commanded. Rising, Brian moved forward, placing his rigid cock at her wet slit. "Fuck me," she instructed. "Get it wet," she said as he thrust forward. Several quick thrusts followed. He buried his cock deep in her body. "Wait," she said as she pushed him off. Sara moved to the carpet, lying on her back. "Boss, stick that big cock in me," she said. I did not hesitate. Already rigid, I moved to her, lifting her legs, placing my cock at her hole and thrusting forward. I was in, buried in just a few strokes. I measured carefully, getting full strokes, driving deep and grinding my hips, my pelvic bone against hers.

"Brian, fuck his ass," Sara told him. I stopped all movement, both scared and wanting it at the same time. I slammed my cock deep into Sara, wanting to split her body in two. Brian moved behind me. I felt him grab my cheeks, felt him licking my crack, his tongue going down to my asshole. He reamed me. I love my asshole played with. I love it when Sara reams me, so the sensation was fantastic. I thrust forward, burying my cock deep in her wet, tight cunt. Brian licked me, pushing his tongue hard against my tight ring. The next feeling was pressure on my asshole. I knew, Brian was placing his cock at my rectum. He was applying pressure on me, pushing his cock against my backside. I drove deep into Sara, trying to escape the penetration of my body. As I pulled up, Brian's cock popped through my ring. Lights, fucking lights exploded in my head. Pain, searing pain erupted through my body. I thrust forward again, burying my cock deep in her cunt. My cock expanded, gaining size.

Brian pushed hard against my ass, his cock sliding several inches into my body. I again felt severe pain. God, his cock was sliding in my ass. Never, pain, lost thought. I was pushing back, his hands grabbing my hips, pulling me back on his cock. I began thrusting my hips forward and backwards rhythmically, hammering her cunt, having my ass penetrated. Of fuck, the feeling was intense. I wanted to split her, to drive my cock deep into her belly, make it hard for her to talk. I wanted to squirt his cock out of my ass. No, I wanted him to drive it completely, balls deep in me. Yes, of fuck I was confused. Pain, less now. My body was getting hot. All thought lost. Fucking. I started grunting loudly.

"Pound my ass Brian," I was screaming. Within several strokes, I was ready to fill Sara. My balls churned, my cock readied. I exploded, grinding deep, spurting cum deep into her body. My ass contracted, squeezing, his cock buried deep. I could feel him. His cock was exploding in my ass. Cum, spitting deep in my bowels, he slammed his cock deep. His hips ground against me, I in turn, ground my cock deep in Sara. I lay forward, resting on her body. She could hardly breathe.

"Yes boss! Of fuck yes!" she was screaming. We lay like that for several minutes. Brian's cock deflated, pulling out of my ass. I kissed Sara, my lips lightly, gently caressing hers. My tongue played with hers. I looked into her eyes. I kissed her again, a soft passion erupted from inside my body, sharing through my lips and tongue. I held her gently.

Brian went to the bathroom, jumping in the shower. Sara and I lay together on the floor. Time passed slowly. Brian returned, dressed. "Gotta go," Brian offered. He blew us kisses as he left the office.

"One time only," I told Sara. "One time only," I whispered. I kissed her cheek, snuggling against her. My ass hurt.